1 [To the chief Musician. On Jonathelem-rechokim. Of David. Michtam; when the Philistines took him in Gath.] Be gracious unto me, O God; for man would swallow me up: all the day long fighting he oppresseth me.

2 Mine enemies would swallow {me} up all the day long; for they are many that fight against me haughtily.

3 In the day that I am afraid, I will confide in thee.

4 In God will I praise his word, in God I put my confidence: I will not fear; what can flesh do unto me?

5 All the day long they wrest my words; all their thoughts are against me for evil.

6 They gather themselves together, they hide themselves; they mark my steps, because they wait for my soul.

7 Shall they escape by iniquity? In anger cast down the peoples, O God.

8 *Thou* countest my wanderings; put my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?

9 Then shall mine enemies return backward in the day when I call: this I know, for God is for me.

10 In God will I praise {his} word; in Jehovah will I praise {his} word.

11 In God have I put my confidence: I will not fear; what can man do unto me?

12 Thy vows are upon me, O God: I will render thanks unto thee.

13 For thou hast delivered my soul from death; {wilt thou} not {keep} my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living?

For the Chief Musician; set to Jonath elem rehokim. A Psalm of David. Michtam: when the Philistines took him in Gath.

1 Be merciful unto me, O God; for man would swallow me up:

All the day long he fighting oppresseth me.

2 Mine enemies would swallow me up all the day long;

For they are many that fight proudly against me.

3 What time I am afraid,

I will put my trust in thee.

4 In God (I will praise his word),

In God have I put my trust, I will not be afraid;

What can flesh do unto me?

5 All the day long they wrest my words:

All their thoughts are against me for evil.

6 They gather themselves together, they hide themselves,

They mark my steps,

Even as they have waited for my soul.

7 Shall they escape by iniquity?

In anger cast down the peoples, O God.

8 Thou numberest my wanderings:

Put thou my tears into thy bottle;

Are they not in thy book?

9 Then shall mine enemies turn back in the day that I call:

This I know, that God is for me.

10 In God (I will praise his word),

In Jehovah (I will praise his word),

11 In God have I put my trust, I will not be afraid;

What can man do unto me?

12 Thy vows are upon me, O God:

I will render thank-offerings unto thee.

13 For thou hast delivered my soul from death:

Hast thou not delivered my feet from falling,

That I may walk before God

In the light of the living?